"Songtsen, since you want to take back all the power of the tribe from the warriors, then you must follow his example and mingle with the tribesmen. Whether it's a wizard or a fat man, whether it's Babu, Usma, or the new Mulian, you must get along with them, understand?"

Shaking his head and sighing, the old patriarch shook off the random thoughts in his mind, and no longer dwelled on the problems of the Qingfeng tribe, but said to Songzan.

In the past few days, as soon as the old patriarch said this, it made Songzan's head big, and he nodded a little impatiently: "Well, I know, I know, father, you can rest assured." ”

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, looking at Songzan's appearance, the old patriarch knew that he definitely didn't go to his heart.

But, even so, the old patriarch still had to say everything.

He believed that even if Songtsan was impatient and didn't like to listen to these words, as long as he said it more often, his son would still understand his painstaking efforts.

So, he continued: "Don't be reluctant to listen, what I say is important things. Even, more important than killing the warrior. ”

Seeing his father's serious appearance, Songtsan nodded hurriedly: "Father, you say, I will listen, I will listen." ”

The old patriarch smiled with satisfaction, as long as his son is willing to be obedient, then it is worth it to give up everything and tear his face and break with the thief.

If Songtsan still went his own way, the old patriarch was afraid that he would have welcomed the thief back a long time ago. If you don't even listen to me, what are you going to fight with the warriors? Let's wash and sleep, just rely on cleverness, you can't defeat the warriors.

Thinking with relief in his heart, the old patriarch continued to speak: "The eight departments of the Frost Valley Tribe, the Ministry of Resources, and the Ministry of Public Security, we are currently under control. Ah Ju's military department doesn't need to think about it, he is already among the targets we are dealing with. In addition to these three departments, there are only five departments left. Among them, Lao Fat has been with me for decades, and he will definitely be on my side, the wizard is his own person who has grown up in the tribe since childhood. The main ones are Usma, Babu, and the new Mulian. ”

Songtsan only felt a little tired when he heard this, and he endured his sleepiness and tried to make it look like he was listening carefully: "Well, then my father." ”

The old patriarch seemed to be very satisfied with Songzan's performance, nodded, and continued: "Ah Zheng, Ah Ju, they are all people brought by Babu, and the two of them have an accident, and Babu feels a little uncomfortable. So, for Babu, you can only take your time to win over. Although Usma's words usually respect me, I know that the most admired person in his heart is the warrior. ”

Songtsan said with a gloomy expression: "In that case, then kill him!"

The old patriarch glared: "Confused! Usma can't move easily, but do you know how heavy the engineering department in his hand is?"

"No matter how important it is, he is not our own person, what is the use of keeping such a person?" Songtsen said.

The hairy monkey and Ah Tu also followed: "Yes, patriarch, according to what you said, Usma is a diehard loyalist of that bastard of Ji Thief, and it is impossible for him to have the same heart as us." ”

The old patriarch shook his head: "That can't move him, in the tribe, except for the warriors, there is no one who can take Usma's place, not even me!"

Songzan was stunned: "Is it so exaggerated, father?" ”

"Don't doubt my words!"

"Okay, okay. ”

"Except for the four people I just mentioned, there is only Mulian, because of such a thing in the tribe, the Ministry of Trade has not yet started to operate, which means that she has no status and no power. Plus she's my deputy. So, she's the easiest person to woo in the eight departments, do you know what I mean?" the old patriarch asked rhetorically.

Song Zan asked with some hesitation: "Father, do you mean to let me go and win over Mulian?"

"If we can win her over, we can immediately get the support of a quarter of the tribe, plus the few departments we control, the Frost Valley tribe, is almost stable, what do you say?" the old patriarch asked rhetorically.

Songtsan immediately became eager to try: "I understand! I'll go find Mulian." ”

The old patriarch shook his head: "Don't worry, I still have something to say." ”

Songtsam's face suddenly fell, and he still said?

The hairy monkey and Ah Tu glanced at each other, and they both knew that the old patriarch couldn't stop talking, so he pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Then, the patriarch, let's go first." ”

"Well, let's go, and by the way, prepare what I just said, and tomorrow morning, spread the news of the warriors attacking me throughout the mountains. The old patriarch said.

Ah Tu and the hairy monkey nodded hurriedly, turned around and ran out.

Songtsan was left alone, looking at his father bitterly.

There was no word all night, and early the next morning, all the tribes of the large mountain range arrived at an extremely fierce Frost Valley tribesman.

Hearing the news from the clansmen below, all the tribal patriarchs were thinking about the same question, the Frost Valley tribe, what kind of tricks are they doing?

Like the Lin tribe and the mountain tribe, these tribes that still have a relationship or two with the Frost Valley tribe can be said that although they are not happy to see the Frost Valley people, they will not do anything with the Frost Valley people.

But like the White Fox Tribe, which is anti-Frost Valley Tribe, it is different, they only have one question in their minds, what is the Frost Valley Tribe doing? Is it a war letter?

"What the hell does the Frost Valley Tribe mean!White Fox, didn't you say before that they were going to exchange the people of the Fengchuan Tribe? Why haven't you returned the people to us until now?" a patriarch asked angrily.

The white fox snorted, and was suddenly a little embarrassed, at that time, he only cared about bragging about saying that the thief would definitely return the person, but after waiting for five or six days, he didn't see half a figure, and several patriarchs had already begun to doubt themselves.

I'm worrying about how to lie these days, okay, the Frost Valley tribe is here again, what's the matter, you really don't think of me as a human being, right?

My white fox also has a temper, provoked, provoked me, I, I...

After several of them in a row, the white fox suddenly found that he was really taking the Frost Valley tribe, and there was no way to take the thief.

Damn, this bastard must have been born to restrain himself, as long as he meets a thief, he never has a good time.

I can't afford to provoke it, can't I hide it! I can't live in a large mountain range, so I'll run to other mountain ranges.

Thinking so aggrieved in his heart, the white fox couldn't help but shed tears of humiliation.

Ash pushed his father and reminded softly, "Father, father, it's time to speak." ”

After a quick wit, the white fox regained his composure expression, coughed lightly, and said: "I know, the hateful Frost Valley tribe, what they promised us actually repented, they still have the face to send someone over, why do they apologize? This thief, I shouldn't have believed him in the first place! Bring the people of the Frost Valley tribe up!"

The white fox was cowardly in his heart, but he pretended to be vicious and ruthless.

The other patriarchs all suddenly realized, oh, so that's the case, but there is a question, why did the Frost Valley tribe send someone over to apologize even though they didn't plan to return it?

I don't understand, I don't understand.

While several patriarchs were thinking, the hairy monkey sent by Songtsam at the door was escorted up.

In addition to carrying the task given to him by Songzan, the hairy monkey had heard of what the White Fox Alliance had become when it trembled in front of the Frost Valley tribe, and it was precisely because of this that he thought of coming over and pretending to satisfy his inner sense of superiority.

However, what the hairy monkey couldn't understand was why the White Fox Alliance, which was afraid of the Frost Valley tribe like that, didn't give itself a chance to say a word, and two or three people who came up beat themselves down first, and then took the vines and tied themselves up like a pig, and brought them to the white fox.

Bastard, the injury I just got from being beaten by Ah Niu yesterday is not healed!

Aren't the White Fox Alliance afraid of the Frost Valley Tribe, why did I change my style?

Can you still be a good person?

While complaining in his heart, the hairy monkey seemed to have forgotten one thing, these patriarchs of the White Fox Alliance, from beginning to end, were only afraid of the thief, and that's all, what they were afraid of was never the Frost Valley tribe.